095: #LDR

When you give your heart to someone in its entirety, no one warns you of the sheer emptiness you feel when it is not in immediate proximity. Maybe they do, but the rhythmic sounds of your heart held in the protective hands of your other half drowns out all advice. You see, when he is near, you still feel like your heart is in your chest. Close and safe, beating hard when we embrace. But when he is far away, like for work (ugh, work), you lay awake in bed at night hyperaware that there is something missing.

You stare at the ceiling, counting the days till he returns. 

Your hands protectively cusping a heart that is not your own - but his.